214. Save the scene

“BOXING！”

With a loud shout from the referee on the stage, Dongfang Sheng and Kyrie Blomfield exchanged punches, and then rushed to each other in unison. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Jab!

Jab!

The two men bombarded each other with the same moves, with Dongfang Katsutou slightly sideways out of the way, and Kyrie Blomfield blocked with his right arm, and the jab that came out swept sideways, a hook.

After Dongfang Sheng's jab hit the opponent's arm, his body leaned back and flashed his hook.

Kyrie Blomfield made a downward bend on his upper body, took two quick steps on his feet, and rushed towards Dongfang Sheng. As soon as he got closer, his upper body lifted up from the side, and an uppercut slammed into Dongfang Sheng's chin.

Dive hook.

"Humph!" Dongfang Sheng snorted coldly in his heart, his upper body was crooked, he easily avoided the opponent's hook, took a step back with his back foot, and then stepped forward with his left foot, and the whole ring shook and made a bang.

While stepping forward with his left foot, Dongfang Sheng's waist twisted and rebounded back faster. A straight right hand was followed by a lightning-fast slam into Kyrie Blomfield's head.

Cannon Fist Skill Activated!

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, Kyrie Blomfield, who was in a hurry, held his head in his hands and resisted Dongfang Sheng's straight punch.

A straight punch full of power landed in the front of Brightfield's head. The aftermath caused his opponent's fist to hit him in the head, and the audience watched as Carey Blomfield froze and fell to the ground.

"Oh buy karma!"

"God, this can't be!"

"What a power."

"Why would you be knocked down even if you defend it?"

"The strength was too strong, Blomfield's fist was not defended, and the remaining strength stunned him."

"This ...... It's incredible. ”

"I rub it, and after 10 seconds, there will be a knockout?"

"It's so fast that I don't even notice."

"Can you play it back?"

More than 8,000 people in the audience buzzed, and the unbelievable sound resounded through the Midland Stadium.

The commentators on the side of the ring have not yet entered the state, and the past records and technical characteristics of the two fighters on the podium are being held. In such a moment, Dongfang Sheng's powerful punch directly caused Blomfield to fall to the ground.

No matter how unbelieving the audience and the commentator were, the referee on the stage was already half-kneeling beside Blomfield, stretching out his fingers and shouting loudly.

1。

2。

3。

……

9。

10。

Game.Over！

On the stage, the referee crossed his hands and waved twice.

Blomfield's coach rushed to the ring, picked him up, and slapped his face twice before Blom slowly opened his eyes.

The coach took off his braces, and he was still a little confused and asked, "Coach, what's wrong?" ”

"It's over." The coach said in a sad tone.

"Why?"

"Look!" The coach looked away and let him see the corner opposite the ring, Dongfang Sheng was lifted up by Zhang Da and others, showing off his fists.

"Is this ......," Blomfield's face turned ugly, "have I already lost?" ”

"Just now, the opponent hit your gloves with a heavy punch and knocked you unconscious, and the countdown is over, so ......" The coach lowered his head, a little unable to continue.

Blomfield asked with a look of disbelief, "How is it possible, since I blocked it with my fists, how could it be possible to stun me." ”

"Maybe the opponent's strength is too great, your own fist hits you, and then ......"

"Fako!" Blomfield almost slapped himself, what to resist, how good it is to get out of the way quickly, boxing actually has a oolong, are you sure this is not football?

No matter how unbelievable the process is, the result can only be accepted. Blomfield seemed to be drained, and was helped out of the ring by the coach and assistants, and he didn't need the referee on the stage to announce the result of the game, he just wanted to go down quickly, and he couldn't afford to lose this person.

Dongfang Sheng also wants to get out of the ring, since the game is over, why stay in the ring, let's leave a place for the people behind.

But.

"Mr. Dongfang Sheng, can you wait a minute?" The host stepped forward and called Dongfang Sheng and asked.

"Uh, what's the matter?" Wang Xueming was translating synchronously next to him, and there was no situation where the communication was not smooth, Dongfang Sheng asked strangely.

The host showed embarrassment on his face, stepped forward and whispered: "The fighters in the back are not ready yet, I hope you save the scene and give them a little time to prepare." ”

"Ugh!" Dongfang Sheng looked at Wang Xueming a little bewildered.

"It's okay, just follow the host's words and answer a few questions. Your game ended too suddenly, and the people behind you haven't started to warm up yet, so why wait for them to change their clothes. Wang Xueming persuaded.

Dongfang Sheng nodded, and said helplessly Okay.

Hearing the promise, the host regained a smile on his face, raised the microphone to face the audience and asked, "Audience friends, haven't you seen it?" ”

"It's too fast to see clearly."

"What the hell is going on, is this Chinese witchcraft?"

The host smiled and said: "What is the reason, I believe everyone wants to know." To be honest, the game just ended too quickly, and I had just gotten out of the ring, and I was a little confused when I was called up again. However, the person in front of me now is the person who has just been victorious, and I am sure he will tell you the reason for the matter. ”

After speaking, he turned to look at Dongfang Sheng, stretched out the microphone with a smile, and asked at the same time, "Mr. Dongfang Sheng, can you tell me about the process of the game just now?" ”

"This ...... It was we who tested each other for a jab, and I dodged it, and my opponent was hit in the gloves. Then when my opponent punched me, I got out of the way, and then I returned him a straight punch, and the fight was over. Dongfang Sheng said.

Wang Xueming's face next to him was a little dark, this language organization is too poor. Okay, things are indeed that simple, but you can't say that, so Wang Xueming frowned slightly, helped Dongfang Sheng modify the language, and then translated into the microphone.

The host laughed and said, "Didn't you think that you could knock out your opponent with a simple straight punch?" ”

"Why can't I punch my opponent if I can't knock out my opponent?"

"Ugh!" Wang Xueming was surprised first, and asked Dongfang Shengdao in a low voice, "Are you sure you want to say this?" ”

"Why do you ask?" This made Dongfang Sheng a little inexplicable.

Wang Xueming swallowed his saliva and said: "This is too arrogant, it will make the audience misunderstand." ”

Dongfang Sheng shook his head and said, "But this is the truth. It should be said that every punch in the ring is an all-out effort, all in the hope of being able to knock out the opponent. It's just that it doesn't work out under normal circumstances, but I just succeeded in this punch. ”

"Well, okay, that's a lot better." Wang Xueming nodded, and then translated according to this.

"Oh my God, what a straightforward boy." The host smiled and reached out to pat Dongfang Sheng's shoulder and said, "Good job, young man, but you make it difficult for me to do this." Because the next player is not ready yet, everyone says how can I save the game now? ”

"Hahaha......" the audience laughed in understanding. (To be continued.) )